Personal Narrative: My Job In The World Trade Center

"A plane just crashed right into one of the Twin Towers!" Someone yelled. People were screaming because they were on fire. Others were fleeing for their life, but all I could do was stare in awe at the smoking hole in one of the biggest towers in New York. September 11, 2001, one of the most devastating days for me, and for all of America.

“Hello, you’ve reached New York State Department of Taxation and Finance. This is Sarah, how may I assist you?” I droned for the seventh time that day. What is today? I thought as the person on the line squabbled about a complaint that was obviously for another department.

On September 11, 2001, my life was interrupted when I heard the news of the terrorist attacks on the World Trade

The taxi driver stops in front of the World Trade Center 2 (south twin tower). As I get off the taxi, I see a person looking at the cloudless, blue, sky and pointing at what looks like a flight. Before I can think, the plane crashes right into the south twin tower. I hear people gasping and there is a sudden silence in a couple of seconds, then the panic begins. Some starts running; others are just standing still in total shock over what just happened.

Right as I a walked out the airplane I heard unfamiliar language being spoken around me. People were buzzing around as my heart started to beat fast. My life started to change dramatically, then it struck me it was around 18 hours

In 2001, while I was a freshman in high school, a horrific tragedy occurred to our nation. As I sat in my seat in my drama class awaiting instructions from our teacher, the room was eerily silent. Before my teacher even had a moment to speak, the phone on the wall rang, everyone in our class knew something was going on because the phone never rang, in fact we all thought it was relic of the past. Staring intently as my teacher spoke to the person on the other line, I will never forget the array of emotions that reflected in her eyes. As she hung up the phone, she just stared at us all, not knowing what to think my mind began to contemplate what exactly was going on.

When I woke up everything was blurry and I could barely breath, then I started hearing noises like people talking the movement of materials and debris there were people crying and people laughing and I was happy to be alive then some firemen came over and lifted up the debris and materials of me and my son was alive, which made me happy. My son and I were rushed to the hospital where we were checked out but we only had a few minor burns, but I had a huge scrape on my arm. April 19 1995, was a very devastating day for me and my family, but at least I'm safe and so was my child. The news showed the devastation and what had happened today. FBI said they were doing to try their best to go and investigate and find out what or who caused the explosion, they suspect that is was the Islamic terrorists or some other big criminal that would do

Do you know what one of the most tragic events of America’s history is? On September 11, 2001 at 8:46 AM two hijacked planes crashed into both the North Tower of the World trade center.An hour before people had come to the World Trade center and in seconds they had died, leaving families torn, and maybe even never whole again.

The man and woman has jumped from the building. We see them fall from the upper levels of the building, either way they would have died and yet instead of waiting for the fire to kill them or for the building to collapse they jump. The man and woman who probably did not know each other jumped from the north tower, they didn’t want to die alone. After all death is scary, but dying alone is the worst case scenario for many. The attack on the twin towers was my first memory of death.

News outlets interviewed people who had escaped people who had escaped the terror and the people who lost loved ones. History.com states,” ... Television cameras broadcasted live images of what initially appeared to be a freak accident. Then, 18 minutes after the first plane hit, a second Boeing 767–United Airlines Flight 175–appeared out of the sky, turned sharply toward the World Trade Center and sliced into the south tower near the 60th floor. The collision caused a massive explosion that showered burning debris over surrounding buildings and the streets below.” September 11th was a time of

Boom! I heard a crash of a car. I looked up , I thought I was in shock for a minute just from the loud sound! Once I came back to earth I saw what had happened I just didn't know it. As if it was a video the incident played back in my mind. I saw a big medal dump truck turning the corner, as a red pickup truck stopped in the middle of the road the dump truck driver tried to cease ...but it's was too late. I heard a bash and then for just a second everything was silent .

“Come on, hurry up!” I told Katy, my best friend, as we walked along the industrialized streets of New York. “We can’t be late for our first day of work!” I continued to yammer. I might have been a bit annoying, but I had a reason to rush her. It was our first day of work at the Twin Towers. I was so excited! Plus, my dear husband worked in the same building. Well not quite, he worked on the seventy-seventh floor, while I worked on the first floor. Everything was as I imagined it would be. I was a waitress in 2001, but my goal was to be a restaurant manager someday. It was like it was the start of a fairy-tale. I couldn’t believe it. My dreams of working at the Twin Towers had finally come true.

The fire brigade left. We headed through to the kitchen for a coffee. We were certain they had set it off deliberately to get their money back. By this time it was 2 o’clock in the morning and I was up at six. I went back up to bed to get some sleep. When I got there all I could think about was what had just happened. It all seemed like a dream. Before I knew it the alarm was going off and it was time to get up.

Have you ever been all the way to the top of the World Trade Center?Well I have and it was amazing!I was pretty scared because I'm afraid of heights,but when I got up to the top I forgot all about being scared.When I was going up in the elevator it showed a amazing virtual view of the buildings around the World Trade Center.

Little children are born imbued with a rosy outlook on life- we see the good, and look over the ugly parts, firmly believing in redemption and hope. But we soon grow up- and that rosy outlook fades as the truths of the society in which we live begin to take hold. Some of my earliest experiences with the cruelty and injustices of the world are derived from the attacks on 9/11. I was little, but I remember seeing the towers falling on TV- my parents staring at the news in horror. I remember the sadness in my heart and my inability to understand how someone could do something that horrible. I still remember the discussions being held in our living room shortly thereafter, about Saddam Hussein’s execution. I did not understand much, but I knew